Foley’s method is to remind each set of fans of the other Cash, the Cash they’ve conveniently forgotten, and then show how he made up a single human being, one who did his own justice to the complex task of being an American. The argument has a certain wishfulness to it. To begin with, there’s the faith Foley places in 'empathy,' or Cash’s tendency to be 'guided by his own emotional and visceral responses to the issues.' What thinking person in 2022—amid the outrage and umbrage Olympics that is American life—still wants an emotional response? We prefer, I think, respect, health care, and a living wage. The case made by Cash is less on behalf of 'empathy' than of a world in which partisan affiliation isn’t a depressingly strong predictor of—well, everything else, including musical taste.